You, woman, are a wonder!

You, woman, are a wonder; the world just has to open its blind eyes to see it. You are sculpted to perfection - inch by inch, cell by cell; you are poetry in pendulous motion. A simple smile from your soft lips can set ablaze cold hearts that are as stubborn as dead rock. The gentleness you carry and the kindness that flows out of your soul can beat the exoticism of all the best things the world has ever known. You define beauty in the most unique ways from every angle of perception. Even the best logarithmic expressions would fail miserably to capture the upright decisiveness of your exponential clarity. You are a theorem that doesn't end, and a law that doesn't need proofs.

You are small and slender, but equally fierce, and stormy enough to raze the best edifices of men. Thunders come down along with your tears, there is not a place that escapes a dent when hit by your thoughts. You are strong and powerful, a small fist that could break mountains, and a breeze that brings out the worst volcanoes. You are both an angel and a devil, the nightmare that men crawl into - to understand but find no answer. Prosperity flows out of the diligence of your hands, the same hands that could also crush cruel dictators into powder and ash.

I see you, your inside, the scars you try to hide and smile at you. You should simply bare it all, be who you really are, there isn't a need to be pretentious, spoil not the wizardry within you like an amateur magician. You are real, not somebody's assumption or vague imagination. You are the candle that doesn't need to melt to bring out the light, you are the light. Fall on me, let me see my shadows form behind - so I know I am a mortal treading his way to his glorious end.